You and Tsukishima are classmates you two don’t usually talk but in snacks time people would sent love letters and chocolates to Tsukishima so you’d just listen to music, not listening to the small crowd noises.

While it was snacks time you had your headphones on surprisingly you had the same headphones as Tsukishima but you never knew. You spin your pen flawlessly and was smooth as milk to watch, Tsukishima couldn’t help but stare with his headphones on. The people gushing over him started to walk away.